Rotor

Weld in place Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste Killed my drive Burn the hand that buried me alive Slowed my pulse Take my blood and join the secret cult Pull the shades Little badger wants a son like me The engine is running Friction is burning me The engine is running Smothered in gasoline Hailed the smoke Suffocate inside, be not ensued Closed my eyes When they broke the door, I was hypnotized The engine is running Friction is burning me The engine is running Smothered in gasoline [Guitar Solo] Weld in place Tripped me; what, I knew it was a waste Killed my drive Burn the hand that buried me alive Steamy breath we breathe Noisy old machine